Matt couldn’t help but chuckle. “Of course, pet. What else is a lover for?”
Andy groaned in annoyance, his face screwing up in a mixture of embarrassment and irritation. It was a look Matt found utterly endearing—a rare glimpse of Andy’s vulnerability beneath the bravado. “You’re insatiable,” Andy grumbled.
“With you?” Matt arched an eyebrow, his grin wicked. “Absolutely.”
Matt’s grin widened as he gently maneuvered Andy onto his back. The young man’s eyes shot daggers, a glare that would have sent lesser men scurrying. But Matt was not a lesser man. He was a connoisseur of defiance, and Andy was his favorite dish.
“Now, it’s time for me to taste you,” Matt declared, his voice low and full of promise.
“You’ve already done that,” Andy pointed out, his tone daring Matt to defy him. It was a challenge Matt happily accepted.
“Once is never enough, pet,” Matt said, his voice dripping with wicked promise. “I intend to taste you again and again and again.”
The effect of Matt’s words was immediate. A shiver ran through Andy, his body betraying him as his cock stirred to life once more. The sight pleased Matt immensely. He could practically feel the heat radiating from Andy’s skin, the electricity in the air between them.
“Ugh, stop saying stuff like that,” Andy grumbled, even as his hips bucked involuntarily. “My body isn’t some science experiment for you to analyze and prod.”
Matt couldn’t resist a chuckle, leaning closer to nuzzle his neck. “But it’s so fascinating, the way you respond to every touch, every word. Your body is a playground, and I intend to explore every inch of it.” He nipped at Andy’s earlobe, whispering, “Besides, it’s not my fault your body is so sensitive.”
“Says the man who’s been tormenting me relentlessly,” Andy shot back, his voice laced with annoyance. “Maybe if you didn’t keep starting and stopping, I wouldn’t be such a mess.”
Matt pulled back, feigning a dramatic gasp. “A mess? I’ll show you a mess, you ungrateful—” He chuckled, leaning down to capture Andy’s lips in a passionate kiss that stole away any further protests. Their tongues tangled, the taste of Andy intoxicating as always. But Matt had more plans for this delectable creature beneath him.
Breaking the kiss with a soft nip at Andy’s lower lip, Matt began his descent. His lips trailed down Andy’s neck, lingering at every pulse point, savoring the way Andy’s breath hitched with each touch. He reached Andy’s chest and paused to admire the view—two pink nipples standing erect, begging for attention.
With a wicked grin, Matt took one nipple into his mouth, sucking and biting until Andy cried out, his body arching off the bed. The sound was music to Matt’s ears—a symphony of pleasure and torment.
“Ah, there it is,” he whispered, a devilish grin spreading across his face as he pulled back to admire the way Andy’s cock twitched with each caress. “You’re so responsive.”
Andy averted his eyes, his face flushed and his breath coming in short gasps. “I… I can’t help it. It’s not my fault?—”
Matt shushed him with a kiss, his hand wrapping around Andy’s hardness. “It’s not just your cock either,” he teased,watching Andy’s face as he slowly pumped his fist. “Your body betrays you in so many ways.”
“Shut up,” Andy muttered, his eyes slipping closed as he gave in to the sensations.
Matt loved the way he surrendered, the way his body reacted so beautifully to his touch. But he knew he had the power to push Andy even further, to explore every limit and boundary.
“Please… stop,” Andy gasped between shudders.
But Matt only chuckled against his skin, knowing all too well how sensitive Andy was there. He could feel Andy’s cock growing even harder beneath him—a testament to how thoroughly he was enjoying this torment.
“Twice already,” Matt mused aloud, moving to give the other nipple equal attention. “And now you’re hard again? You’re quite something.”
Andy’s response was a mix of frustration and desire—a growl that melted into a moan as Matt continued his relentless assault on those sensitive peaks while his hand squeezed the life out of his cock. Each cry from Andy sent waves of satisfaction through Matt; each shudder only spurred him on further.
Matt’s attention finally drifted, dragging his lips and tongue away from those sweet, taut nipples, and he could feel the palpable mix of relief and disappointment rolling off Andy. He didn’t stop stroking Andy’s cock, though, keeping a steady rhythm that had Andy teetering on the edge.
With a trail of little kisses and playful licks down Andy’s toned belly, Matt relished each groan that escaped those tempting lips. He moved with purpose, savoring the taste of Andy’s skin and the way his body responded to every touch, Andy’s breath hitched, his hands twisting in the sheets. The journey downward was slow, deliberate—each kiss a promise of what was to come.
When Matt reached Andy’s cock, he paused, their eyes locking in an electrifying gaze. Andy was quivering, his legs tensing as he awaited Matt’s next move. A devilish grin spread across Matt’s face as he saw the mix of excitement and panic in Andy’s eyes. The young man sucked in his breath, clearly understanding Matt’s intentions.
Without breaking eye contact, Matt lowered his mouth onto Andy’s cock, devouring him with an intensity that left no room for doubt. His tongue swirled around the head before he sucked hard, drawing a cry from Andy that echoed through the room.
Matt felt every squirm and heard every desperate sound Andy made. He reveled in it—the way Andy bucked against him, helpless under his ministrations. And then Matt added another layer to the torment. He drove his fingers into Andy’s asshole, feeling the tight heat around them as he began to move in sync with his sucking, scissoring Andy’s open as he continued to suck and lick with fervent enthusiasm.
Andy went wild beneath him—squirming, crying out, and clutching at the sheets as if they were his only lifeline. Each thrust of Matt’s fingers pushed Andy closer to the edge; each pull of his mouth brought him nearer to oblivion.
Matt knew exactly when Andy was about to break. He could feel it in the way the younger man’s body tensed, his cock twitched, in the desperate way he gasped for air. Matt wanted to push Andy over the edge and increased the pace, his fingers thrusting in a rhythm designed to obliterate his senses. And then it happened—Andy came hard, a primal scream tearing from his throat as he released, his essence flooding Matt’s mouth.
